The desire to go on a hairdresser that day was really little,
say anything,
but now the regrowth of hair on my neck was so obvious
Fresh as a lane of asphalt in the middle of a cornfield
(although the effect was much less poetic and picturesque)
So there are, within I salute all who has long been dealing with my head
(quantomeno a livello di capigliatura)
e di li a poco apprendo che questa volta, a prendersi cura della mia chioma sarà Serenella.
La cerco con lo sguardo e vengo investita dalla dolcezza
di un sorriso da bimba in un viso di donna.
Così si comincia il lavoro, e poiché entrambe sappiamo già che ci vorrà un pò di tempo, cominciamo a scambiarci qualche parola di circostanza bla, bla, bla....,
e apprendo che per lei , fino ad ora niente vacanze perché
"You know ... tell me ... I'm getting married in two weeks, and then both me and my boyfriend
we are reserving the vacation days for what will be our honeymoon ".
astonished not to see him leave, while I ponder
"It goes, so young, will not even second year;
she evidently grasps my thoughts and adds
"I know that for many, my decision seem like a premature
but we are sure of our feelings,
want to create for ourselves a new life with each other
and turn away from this dismal environment in which we grew up "
her eyes were veiled with tears in his eyes and the blue becomes a bright glare as he continues to talk about adding
"So finally we stop having to be ashamed
in having to answer the question of where we live. "
said this is silent, as if expecting me to ask her the same thing, but I am silent.
So she is adding
"We were born and raised in ZEN"
(for the uninitiated, one of the most degraded and poorly attended in Palermo )
then goes away on the pretext of having to take something.
I so time to metabolize and break the ice
that Serena's confession made me fall in heart,
and perhaps it is the same for her,
because when he returns once again has that sweet smile on her face.
So I said that on Sunday that will go to visit her relatives
to admire the "table" ,
because our city is an ancient tradition
that all the wedding gifts received by the spouses are exposed in the living room of the house,
on the dining table covered by
most beautiful cloth, that of dowry,
to be admired by all those invited to the happy event.
And like a swollen river continues to speak,
smiles and tells me that even
will see the arrival uncles from "outside"
(for outside, we often mean the uncles of America, went there several years ago looking for work)
and that if he had the would have liked to offer a good place of typical sweet,
something unusual and elegant that it suited him to the situation,
but unfortunately, given the costs,
needed save and then nothing sweet to offer.
How much tenderness that made me little woman
and what I would be happy to remove them that shame ...
let her know that nobility is what you have in your heart,
qualsiasi siano le origini e la provenienza...
e il suo cuore dimostrava di essere colmo di nobili sentimenti e propositi.
Intanto il lavoro è giunto al termine, la mia capigliatura ha subito una metamorfosi,
mi congedo ma non prima di aver promesso a Serenella
che tornerò presto per farle gli auguri;
intanto nella mia mente un dolce progettoha già preso forma ...
la futura sposa avrebbe avuto its sweet to offer,
just like she wanted something unusual but characteristic,
tender and sweet as the event,
pure and white as the veil of a bride,
fragrant floral bouquet like his. I would have called
"Frost bride" 
Ingredients 1 liter of milk almond
100 g starch cake
120 g caster sugar
1 cinnamon stick more than a pinch of cinnamon powder
a carton of crunchy almond
100 g amaretti
50 g of butter
Dissolve the starch in a little almond milk then add sugar,
the cinnamon stick and remaining milk;
pour into a saucepan over medium heat and allow to thicken.
Pour the mixture into a mold and let cool slightly.
coarsely crush the macaroons and the crunchy almonds,
mix them together and join the previously melted butter;
distribute the mixture on the surface of the cake,
press by placing it well and let cool.
Turn out the cold on a platter, sprinkle lightly with cinnamon
and garnish with fresh jasmine.
Saturday afternoon was the day that I delivered to the sweet Serena so desired,
the next day would be the fateful day, the day the visit of relatives,
and eyes that a few days before they were veiled with tears, now they were full, so full of potersi tuffare nel loro azzuro spettacolare,
ma stavolta erano lacrime di felicità di una sposa dlla tenera età.
